I was absolutely heart broken at the time.
My fiancee had recently left me just as we were about to move in together after college. It literally came out of nowhere. One minute she couldn't stop telling me how much we were perfect for each other, the next, she still needed space to find out who she is as a person (whatever that means) before should could settle down with someone.
So, we parted ways, and since I didn't want to move to a house that she had picked for us, I took up my mother's offer to stay with her for a little while. And frankly, I didn't mind doing that since I've always considered my mom and my s****r to be some of my closest friends.
Now let me tell you a little bit more about them first:
My mother is a fairly wealthy middle-aged woman. She's smart, classy, and outgoing, with natural curves to her voluptuous body that leaves no shortage of men gawking at her whenever she goes out. She's always had a somewhat decent career as a writer, but once she ventured in the realm of romance novels, her modest income grew to a small fortune thanks to her several best-sellers.
As for my 19 year old s****r, Becky, she can be a real hand full. Growing up with her, there was nothing she loved more than partying and flirting with boys. She was thin, popular, stylish, and was on the cheerleading team. She was that kind of girl. Anything she wanted, she got. Ironically enough, as much as she loved her independence, she turned out to be a real momma's girl once she got older. She didn't want to move out of the house like I did and instead chose to live with our mother to attend a local college.
Sure they were always very close, but it wasn't until I moved back in with them that I realized how much things had actually changed.
Mom's Oral Servitude
"Oh, my poor boy," mom sighed as she greeted me at the door with a suffocating hug.
"I'm okay mom. I'm okay," I tried telling her. "You're overreacting. I'm fine."
She leaned back and gave me a loving smile. "I guess you're right. I probably am overreacting. You're a young man now, but my maternal instincts will always be there. You know that."
"At least I'll always have someone to spoil and pamper me when I need it. No one does that better than you."
"Very funny," she replied, slapping my arm. "I'm just glad to see that you're doing well. You know, your s****r and I never did like that fiancee of yours. Trust me, us women are much better judges of other women than men are. So if you want my advise, make sure you get Becky's opinion and mine before you commit to anyone else in the future. I don't want to see you get hurt again."
"You got it mom," I smiled. "Speaking of which, where is that little brat? She always comes to greet me whenever I arrive home. I could use an extra hand carrying my luggage and it's fun bossing her around."
She gave me a playful wink. "She's been excited to see you all week, and I'll let her know that you said that. I'm sure she would be thrilled that you called her a 'brat'. But she isn't home right now. She's interning at a fashion design company for her summer break. She'll be back soon, just in time for a special dinner and dessert I'm making. Now let's get you settled back in to your old room."
***CUP OF WATER***
I did a lot of reminiscing that night. It felt wonderful to be home again and not having to think about how long I could stay. We had a fun f****y evening filled with laughing and conversations. It's always great to be around people you love, especially after a bad break-up.
But unfortunately, it also turned out to be one of those nights where it was hot, I couldn't sl**p, it was humid, along with plenty of tossing & turning in bed, ect...
I was pretty far from being able to sl**p despite the long day and it being late at night, so I got up and headed down the stairs for a cup of water.
Then suddenly, I heard it:
'What the heck was that' I thought to myself. Anyone with half a brain could have figured out that it was a female voice moaning in sexual pleasure. And if I didn't know any better, it sounded like Becky. Maybe that horny little brat was watching porn or something in the living room (which seemed like something she would do). And hopefully, that moan was from a woman who just sounded like her on the television.
'Okay, that was DEFINITELY Becky,' I thought again. And why the heck would she be moaning out the word 'mom'.
When I took another step down the stairs, I found out why: My s****r was sitting on the couch with only her pajama top on, and she was completely bare from the waist down with her legs spread wide open and her feet up in the air. What was even more jaw dropping was that our mother was on her knees performing oral sex on her!
My heart pounded furiously and I was absolutely stunned. I watched as Becky ran her fingers through our mom's hair, as our mom pressed her lips tightly against Becky's labia, doing all sorts of sexually explicit things with her mouth and tongue. Seeing a mother/daughter coupling is one thing, but having that actual mother be your own mom, and that daughter be your own s****r, certainly adds a new dimension to things.
I didn't know what to think or feel and my mind was spinning like a roulette of emotions. Was I supposed to be angry? Was I supposed to be disgusted? Am I wrong for becoming aroused by the sight of i****t?
Becky's feet started to shake in the air and her legs began to tremble. Her moans became louder and it was obvious that she was on the verge of an orgasm. I obviously didn't want to get caught, so I quietly went back to room and did the only thing I could do that point- take care of my erection.
***COOKING, CLEANING, & SUCKING COCK***
I had just finished breakfast in the dining room when my mother came to greet me after having taken a shower. She looked refreshed, and she wore a loose blouse as she normally does. Becky was at her internship again so my mom and I were home alone.
"Good morning," she said in her usual cheerful self. "Did you sl**p well? I bet it feels great to sl**p in your old bed again doesn't it?"
"You're right about that mom," I replied. "It's good to be back."
"What's the matter? You seem a little distracted by something. Are you still upset about your break-up? It's always important to talk about your feelings as a way to cope, and to eventually recover. So now that we're alone and you're settled in nicely, you can talk to me about anything."
"I don't know if that's a good idea right now."
She sat down across from me on the dining table and gave me a concerned look. "I'm your mother. If you can't open up to me and trust me, then something is wrong in our relationship. You know how much I think honesty and being open is the most important part of making a f****y work. So please, if there's anything you need, or anything you want to get off your chest, I'm here..."
I mustered up my courage and replied, "Okay, there's something I want to talk about, but it's not about my break-up. Late last night when I went downstairs, I saw you and Becky...you know... strolling down the sapphic side if you know what I mean. I'm not judging or anything, but I'm still pretty shocked to say the least."
"Oh god..." she gasped to herself. "I...I'm so sorry you had to see that. I...I don't know what to say..."
"Weren't you saying something about the importance of honesty and being open to make a f****y work?"
"This is different..."
She sighed, "It's a long story. And I'd hate to bore you with it."
"First of all, there's no way that a story of why you were going down on Becky could be boring. Secondly, we've got nothing but time around here. I can't think of anything better to do."
She took a deep breath. "Here it goes, but first, I need to give you a little back story on how this all came about: It started on my 20th birthday nearly thirty years ago. My mother had passed away a few weeks prior and my father was still grieving. As difficult as it was for me, it was even worse for him. He became so lonely and depressed. I tried my best to cheer him up, but nothing ever worked. Like I said, it was my birthday, and I just wanted us to have one day in that period of time where we could be happy together. Now, this is where the story gets a little dirty..."
"Mom, I'm an adult. So I can handle an adult story. And frankly, this does sound kind of interesting. I never knew this about gramps."
"Good. So I'll get straight to the point; I used to spy on my parents having sex. Keep in mind that this was almost 30 years ago and it was a much different generation. We didn't have cable tv and sex was still a very taboo thing. I was 18 when I first started watching them. At that age, I knew what sex was and what it looked like. But what fascinated me the most was seeing my mother use her mouth on him. I had no idea that was even an acceptable practice, let alone seeing it done that often. My dad loved it, and my mom seemed to love doing it as much as he loved receiving. She used her mouth on him more times than they had sex. Anyway, on my 20th birthday, I decided to take care of my father orally to make him feel better."
"Grandpa?" I questioned. "Now when you say you took care of him 'orally', do you mean 'orally' orally? Or is there another meaning for 'oral' that I don't know about?"
My mother made a round shape with her fingers, an O-shape with her lips, and then she stroked her fingers in front of her mouth to simulate oral sex.
"Is that clear enough for you? Your grandpa loves his blowjobs. All men do. What, and you don't?"
"Okay okay, I get the picture," I replied, holding in my laughter from the humorous image she made. "So now that we've got that settled, please continue your story..."
"Well, to put it bluntly, I gave my own father a blowjob to make him feel better. And it worked. I sat down and gave him a hug. Then I told him how much I loved him and how much I wanted to see him happy again. I told him that I could never replace mom, but that I wouldn't mind doing some of the things she did around the house; and that included cooking, cleaning, and sucking cock. He didn't try to fight or stop me when I unzipped his pants to free his manhood. In fact, he was hard as a rock at that point. The blowjob I gave him was my first time ever doing it. And it certainly wasn't my last with him. He sorely needed relief and I gladly gave it to him."
"Oh my..." I gasped. "You weren't k**ding when you said it was a dirty story. Jeez."
She smiled, "Maybe you should try reading some of my romance novels. Some of the stuff I write about is actually based on fact, from either my own life experience, or from what other people tell me. I'm not a best-selling-author for nothing you know."
"Maybe I should. I'm starting to feel like I'm missing out on some truly hot stuff."
"You'd be amazed," she grinned.
"So I'm assuming there's more to this story with you and grandpa right?" I asked. "I mean, there has to be more. Plus it's fascinating to hear this about you and him in some very strange way."
"Of course there's more. But we're talking close to thirty years of experience, so I'll give you a brief summary: After that day, we never stopped doing sexual things together. Neither of us wanted to stop. We never had sex in the literal sense, but I used my mouth on him regularly. He 'trained' me, and I became orally subservient to him. He taught me to suck, use my tongue, and to use my hand. I swallowed every drop that he produced, but that's something that someone has to accept on their own. Even when I became my own woman with my own life and career, my mouth was still his, and I loved that. He got a blowjob from me anytime he wanted. Even to this day, when I go to visit him, I cook, clean, and suck cock- just like I promised."
"Jeez...Now I can see why you've made so much money writing romance novels. You really know how to tell a story. And hearing this about you and your dad...I really don't know what to say. I don't even know what I'm feeling right now...It's...It's..."
I agreed. "Yeah, I'd say that erotic is the right word to describe this. I'm even starting to become...you know..."
"Well then you better go to bathroom and handle it," she smiled. "I'm sure at this age you're an expert in masturbation by now."
"True. But seriously though, how did it start with Becky? Does she know about you and grandpa?"
"She knows," mom replied. "I told her after the first time I gave her oral sex on prom night. She was 18 at the time. You were away at college, and contrary to what she told you about having a blast at prom, she actually came home in tears. I'll spare you the details, but her date turned out to be a real disaster. I tried my best to comfort her, and I resorted to the only way I knew how- my mouth. I'm not proud of it, but it worked. The results don't lie. I basically hugged her, kissed her check, lifted her dress and worked my magic while underneath. She went from sadness to pleasure in no time. Like I said, I'm not proud of it, but I couldn't stand the sight of my little princess sobbing because some asshole broke her heart. There's no handbook on what to do in these types of situations."
"And you two have continued it ever since...it all makes sense now. Growing up, she couldn't stop talking about how she wanted to move out when she was old enough so that she could finally be on her own and not have anyone tell her what to do. Then all of a sudden she decides to go to a local college and became a real momma's girl the way she's always hanging around you."
She shrugged. "What can I say? Your s****r has a way of getting what she wants. If I didn't give her what she wanted, she would show me her pouty lips and puppy dog eyes. And before I knew it, I found myself becoming orally subservient to another person in my immediate f****y. I can't say that I mind though. Your s****r is obviously a very beautiful young woman with a great body. And she occasionally returns the favor if she's in the right mood."
"I'm speechless. Just speechless," I proclaimed. "I mean, of all the thoughts swirling through my head since last night, the last thing I would have ever expected was to find out all this."
"Well I am a novelist remember? Telling long stories is what I do. And you deserved to hear a full and honest account of the truth after what you saw. And I'm sure I've left you with more questions than answers."
"You bet I have more questions; like why I didn't get the same treatment that grandpa and Becky got," I blurted out as a joke before realizing what it fully meant.
There was a slight awkwardness in the room as my mother just stared at me and I tried to figure out a way to walk back what I had just said.
My mother grinned, "Sooo...you want the same treatment that your grandpa and s****r got huh? Is it jealousy? Or maybe you're curious about my oral talents? Perhaps both?"
"It's not what I...I uh...I didn't mean it like that..." I stammered.
"It's okay honey. Really, it is. I can understand if you're feeling a little left out, and frankly..."
"Hold on a sec, I'm expecting an important call from my agent," she said, looking at her phone.
"Hello...uh huh...uh huh...Okay, great! I'll be there in an hour. See you then. Okay. Bye."
She smiled at me as she closed her phone. "I'm sorry for having to cut this conversation short, but I've got a meeting with people from the publishing company regarding a new book I'm working on."
"But we'll get to continue this conversation later right? It's too important not to," I quickly said before she got up to leave.
"Sure, of course we will sweetie. When the time is right..."
***WRONG IN SO MANY WAYS***
I was on my computer late that night before going to bed. It had been another typical night with my f****y as if nothing was out of the ordinary. We had dinner, talked, and laughed that evening as we always did. And unfortunately, I didn't have another chance for private time with my mother.
"Come in," I said.
In walked my s****r, dressed in a pair of pajamas like the night before. She didn't need any further invitation as she stepped inside my room and sat down on my bed.
"Don't worry, mom and her big udders are fast asl**p, so we can talk freely here. I'd be fast asl**p too if I had to listen to your boring dribble all day," she said.
"Thanks s*s. Did you come here to insult me? Because if you did, you've succeeded and you can go back to your room now," I replied.
Becky rolled her eyes. "I'm joking you dolt. Anyway, I just wanted some alone time with my big b*****r. I'm sorry for your break up and you deserve a lot better than that cunt who dumped you. I never did like her you know."
"I know. I really should have listened to you and mom when both of you warned me about her. From now on, I wont make any commitments without both of your approvals. I've learned my lesson about not listening to the two most important women in my life."
"Do you really mean it?" she asked with an eyebrow raised. "Mom and I get final approval on whoever you date? Does that include making recommendations?"
"Why not? Despite your questionable intelligence and obvious lack of any real talent, you always did know a thing or two about relationships. And if I'm not mistaken, you've still got a great reputation for knowing a thing or two about sex."
She flashed her signature pouty lips. "If you're going to be rude to me, then you can kiss my recommendation goodbye. It just so happens that I know a girl who's been dying to be your fuck buddy with no strings attached."
"Whoa whoa whoa. I was just k**ding s*s. So who is it? One of your hot cheerleader friends? Jenny? Sarah? Anne!? I heard Anne she sucks the best cock in the west coast."
"Promise you won't laugh or be upset?" she asked.
"Her name is Becky," she stated.
"Becky?" I replied. "A new friend I don't know about? I don't think I've ever seen a Becky on your Facebook page."
"I'm talking about me dummy," she said with a hint of excitement. "I could be your fuck buddy. I could suck and fuck you better than that bitch you almost married ever could. Trust me on that big b*****r."
"You promised you wouldn't be upset remember?" she said in reminder.
I took a deep breath and collected my thoughts. "I know. But can you blame me for being a little, you know, surprised by what you just offered? I mean jeez, you're my younger s****r and..."
"...And I'm also great at sex," she said, cutting me off. "Come on, you know full well about my reputation. I have the best body, the best pussy, and I give the best blowjobs in California. I can even suck cock better than that slut Anne."
"You're calling her a slut after what you just said about yourself?"
She rolled her eyes. "Whatever. The point is, I've been attracted to you for some time. You're single, heart-broken, handsome, and most importantly, we live in the same house now. b*****r or not, that sounds like a great freaking deal for the both of us. And you'd be crazy not to agree."
"Sex always sounds like a great deal to me. But you're my..."
She suddenly stood up with attitude and said, "I'm getting naked, and if you want to throw me out, then throw me out. But if not, then I intend on getting fucked tonight. It's your call..."
I should have stopped her right then and there when she started unbuttoning her pajama top, but I couldn't. I just froze at the sight of my hot young s****r removing her top to reveal her thin upper body, with its small upturned breasts and light pink nipples. I was also surprised to see that her nipples were pierced. She then pulled her pants down to reveal her equally thin legs, which were long and slender. Her crotch was cleanly shaven and her light brown labia was visible.
She put her hands on her hips and said, "Well so far you aren't stopping me. So I take it you like what you see."
"Those are some great tits Becky- really perky. And those nipple rings are a nice touch."
"You don't sound so excited."
"Okay fine. You're really really sexy," I admitted.
"Sexier than your ex-fiancee?" she asked in a girly voice.
I sighed, "Yes. Honestly, you're a lot sexier than she is. You've got a really great body and I've always loved your attitude and demeanor. Happy now?"
She had a look face as if she won the competition. "Yep. I'm happy to know that you think I'm hotter than she is. But I'm still curious to know how much better I am in the sack. That's the most important thing in any loving relationship right?"
"Whoa...Becky...let's think about this for a sec..."
"Nonsense," she replied. "There's nothing else to think about. So tell me, what's the one thing that you fantasize about sexually that your ex refused to do for you? And I won't leave unless you tell me. So what is it? Deep throat? Anal? Foot jobs?"
"I don't have much of a choice do I?" I replied.
She shook her head. "None at all."
"Well, I've always wanted to try anal, but she was never interested in that."
A big grin appeared on Becky's face. "I never would have guessed that my up tight, college educated, big b*****r has always wanted to fuck an asshole. That can be arranged though. Now all we need to do is get your clothes off."
There was no point in putting up a fight as my s****r reached over to pull down the bottom of my shorts. I didn't resist and instead I stood up so that my s****r could remove my shorts along with my underwear, leaving me naked from the waist down, while I pulled off my t-shirt to get fully naked.
"Holy goddamn shit," she gasped. "I can't believe that my b*****r is this fucking hung."
"Well I am this big, deal with it," I stated.
"I bet you must have a bad case of erectile dysfunction or something- either that or you're a premature ejaculator, because there's no way that a cock that big can still be able to function properly- at least not that I've ever seen."
"What's the matter, there wasn't anyone on the entire football team you banged who had a big cock and was able to use it right?"
"I'm more of a see-it-to-believe it type girl," she before spitting on the palm of her hand. "Now lets see how good that cock of yours can actually perform. Have a seat on your bed."
She reached down and grabbed my cock with her saliva covered hand the moment I sat down. She gripped me tightly and started stroking. And when she needed more 'lube', she simply spit more saliva onto my cock.
"Well here goes nothing," she said as she climbed on top of me in my direction.
She clasped both hands around my neck and I held her body tight with my arms. She then reached down with one hand to hold my cock up as she lowered herself. And when the tip of my erection touched the ring of her anus, she lowered herself even further.
"God...my asshole is really getting stretched here," she moaned. "Uhh....I can handle it though..."
"Are you a virgin in that hole?" I moaned after feeling her tightness.
Once her anus loosened up, she slid herself down even further, taking in a few inches of my cock up her ass.
"Not unless you count mom's big dildo."
"Did I just hear that right?"
She grinned as she started slowly gyrating her hips. "You heard that right...ugh...oh god...mom told me that you know about her oral servitude...ugh...but she's also been fucking me with her toys...oh god this feels good..."
Her eyes looked like they were about to roll back. She felt incredibly tight and warm around my throbbing cock. And hearing her admit that she's been doing even more things with mom made me even more aroused than I already was.
With both of her hands wrapped around the back of my neck to hold herself up, I moved my hands around her ass so I could push even harder inside of her body.
"Oh my god...oh my god! Fuck me!" she cried. "Fuck my asshole."
We looked each other straight in the eyes as we continued fucking for the next several minutes. The taboo of having passionate and hot sex with my younger s****r was a surreal experience. And soon, it drove me to edge of having a nuclear orgasm.
"Oh shit...I'm about to cum in your ass Becky..." I groaned without shame.
"Wait...not yet...." she hissed. "Don't you dare..."
Becky reached down with one hand and furiously rubbed her clit as if her life depended on it. Her eyes rolled back and I quickly found out why she didn't want me to cum inside her yet; a sharp stream of fluids rushed out of her vagina and squirted all over my chest. Every muscle in her body became tense and she had a powerful orgasm.
I didn't hold back either as I shot a huge load of my cum inside of my s****r's ass.
"Oh fuck..." I said in a daze. "I can't believe we just did that."
We were still breathing heavily on each other and we still held each other tight, with her on my lap.
"Believe it. And you can be sure that we'll be doing this a lot more often. I haven't been fucked like that since forever. God...all this time I had been missing out..."
My s****r then climbed off of me and turned to walk away.
"Thanks for leaving this mess behind," I said, referring to her squirt all over my chest.
Without missing a beat, she turned back around, bent down, and licked and sucked her fluids off of my body. My room was filled the sound of her slurping mouth.
"There you go. All clean. Now go the fuck to sl**p."
She winked, blew me a kiss, and picked up her pajamas off the floor before walking ass naked down the hall towards her room.
*** LET'S GET NAKED ALREADY***
I was still reeling from the night before after having fucked my s****r up the ass. My head was spinning and I felt exhausted from what was honestly one of the best sexual experiences of my life. As I sat down in the living room after breakfast, I almost wanted to laugh at the thought that I was becoming some sort of i****t aficionado around here with all that's been going on with our f****y.
But I didn't have much time to reflect on that as my mother came down the stairs to the living room. It was the same scene as the day before, where she came fresh out of the shower wearing a silk blouse looking elegant as always.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you look much more tranquil than yesterday," my mother said with a bright look on her face as she sat down.
"Well actually I do feel a lot better- much more relaxed," I smiled back.
"So how did you enjoy Becky last night?"
I paused and it was obvious that my mother knew about that sexual encounter all along.
"Of course I knew, it was my idea," she replied. "Becky used to go on-and-on about how much she missed having you around and how big of a mistake you were making by getting engaged to that other person. One day, while I was in the middle of servicing her, she accidentally moaned your name. She eventually had to admit afterwards that she would occasionally close her eyes and fantasize that it was you going down on her instead of me."
"Things just keep getting stranger and stranger around here. I mean, Becky and I have always had a close relationship, but up until last night, I had no idea she felt that way about me. And I've got to admit, as odd as it was having sex with my own s****r, I actually loved it."
My mother looked as if she wanted to hold back her laughter. "Welcome to the club mister. Your s****r has that effect on a lot of people. She's irresistible. She's got the looks, the charm, you name it. And she's great in bed. Over time, it didn't bother me anymore that she was my daughter when we would fool around together."
"Figures. She's really got a tenacious and enthusiastic personality which I think is really hot. And you're right, she's great in bed. I can't remember the last time I've had sex that wild."
"You don't know the half of it," she smiled. "The sexual relationship I developed with my father is tame compared to what Beck and I do together."
"You mean you've gone further than what you've already told me? More than using your mouth on her, or a sexy toy up her ass?"
"That's only the half of it," she said with a sense of self-reflection. "You see, we've sort of been living a very naturalist lifestyle since we became more casual with this."
"You and Becky live as nudists?" I asked bluntly.
She nodded. "Only in the past few months. It used to be that I would simply take care of her needs and that would be the end of it. But it eventually escalated to the point where we would take showers together and sl**p in the same bed. She pointed out that we might as well live as nudists since we were always naked around each other anyway, and the rest is history. She still sl**ps in my bed, but since you came back, I asked her to sl**p in her room again because I was kind of hoping that we would keep this away from you. I wasn't sure how you would react to the idea of your mother and s****r having an intimate sexual relationship with each other."
"I understand," I replied. "Obviously I got the surprise of my life when I saw you and Becky together the other night, but I get it now. These things happen. Plus as you've already mentioned, Becky is irresistible. That girl always gets what she wants."
"And you sodomized her last night. So now you definitely can't be mad at us," my mother said with a giggle.
"That too. Speaking of which, how did that whole dildo up the ass thing come about? I was a shocked as heck when she said that, and frankly, I thought it was kind of hot."
"If you're that curious about it, she found it in my bedroom drawer while snooping through my stuff. She wouldn't stop teasing me about all of the sex toys and vibrators I own- hey, I'm a romance novelist and I use them for inspiration. Anyway, she insisted that I demonstrate one of the toys on her. And after several days of non-stop badgering, I finally said that the only thing I would do for her is to use the large dildo up her ass, and she agreed!"
We both burst in to laughter over my s****r's over-eagerness.
"Well that's Becky for you," I joked. "She's always up for anything. But I have to ask, has she ever done anything to you with one of yours toys? It's hard to believe that it's a one way street with you doing all the work and her receiving all the pleasure."
She paused for a moment and took a deep breath. "Sure, she's done stuff to me. In addition to her occasionally giving me oral, she's also started using the vibrator on me. And since she's probably going to tell you this anyway, she used to use my vibrator or dildo in my vagina and have me close my eyes and picture that it was you screwing me. And you know what, it worked. My sex life has always been fulfilling, but that was something new. The idea of my own son screwing me was a taboo that I had never fully thought about until she did it, and it was the first time in my life that I had ever squirted. It was that intense."
"I can't say that I'm that surprised, I've always known you had the hots for me," I joked to lighten the mood.
"Oh come on, don't act like you've never thought about me that way when you touch yourself. Admit it, you have, haven't you?"
"You know, I'm getting kind of hungry right about now. How about I go out and get us some lunch?"
"Don't change the subject young man," she said sternly. "After everything I've told you these past two days, I expect just a little bit of honesty from you."
I sighed, "Fine. I have. You're right. I may have thought about you once or twice in my life. I mean, look at you. You're beautiful and you've got great big tits and a beautiful rear end. That's why I was never thrilled whenever you wanted to visit me on campus, because everyone used to tease me about what a hot milf of a mother I had."
"Once or twice?" she smiled. "Is that all?"
I sighed again, "I guess I've done it a little more than that. Okay...a lot. Growing up, when my best friend used to brag about how he was able to spy on his neighbors having sex, I used to brag that I saw you naked a couple of times when you left your bedroom door slightly open. And of course he got really jealous about that. I think it's fair to say that the thought of your naked body helped relieve a lot of lonely nights when I was younger. There, now we're even on the honesty part."
"Good. I'm glad we got everything out there so that we can become a much more open, normal, and honest f****y. It's all part of a healthy dialogue."
"Well, aside from the i****t part, we're a pretty open and honest f****y all right. And why do I get the feeling that you aren't surprised hearing me admit this to you."
My mother gave me a calculating look. "If you had ever bothered to read any of my books, you would know that I've delved in to the world of i****t quite a few times. And I may have interviewed a few guys your age after that incident with Becky. And they may have admitted to fantasizing about their mothers at one time or another. And their real life stories may have been incorporated in my literary work."
"Figures. So where does that leave us? Do we just forget about this whole thing and live as a normal f****y now?"
"I don't see how we can," she replied. "None of us seem to object to this lifestyle or anything we've done, or anything I've told you. So why not enjoy it? We all love each other and we've got a good thing going if you ask me."
"As odd as this is, I guess I'd have to agree. But the only thing that's yet to happen is..."
"Me servicing you orally?" she said with a playful tone. "And of course, you haven't seen me naked in quite a while. Is that what you were going to say?"
"You know, I can't remember what I was going to say. But I think I like your answer better," I joked.
She laughed and casually got down on her knees in front of me. "Then I guess it's settled. You're about to officially become the third member of my immediate f****y which I have to serve orally. And truthfully, I don't mind that at all. I always aim to please."
Just as she put her hands on the top of my shorts, the sound of door knob unlocking echoed in the room. The front door of our house swung open and it was BECKY back from her internship.
"You're starting without me?!" Becky exclaimed.
"And you're home early," mom quipped.
She gave us both a snotty look. "It's hard to concentrate on doing stuff with a sore asshole ya know...Besides, I just had to be around when my mom and big b*****r finally got together, so I asked if I could leave early. And by the looks of things, I'm right on time."
My mother then turned her attention towards me. "Are you still comfortable with this? Do you still want to continue with your s****r watching?"
"I don't see why not. After what you two have been doing together, and with what me and Becky did last night, it seems like there's nothing left to hide here."
"Great!" my s****r exclaimed. "Now let's get naked already! It's been really uncomfortable these past 24 hours having to wear clothes around the house after getting used to being naked."
Becky was the first to undress. She shut the door, and quickly stripped away each layer of her expensive fashionable clothes as my mother and I watched her get undressed in record time.
"So who's next?" she asked with her hands on her hips. "I'm starting to feel a little duped here being the only one naked far. So someone else better strip, and fast!"
"Okay, I'll go next," my mother said. "And Becky's right, with this hot weather, I'm so glad to finally get to roam around this house naked again."
Mom stood up in front of me, and in one graceful movement, she pulled her blouse overhead and stood completely nude.
I was in awe of her womanly body. Her breasts were large and full. They were long and hung down to the top of her stomach. Her light brown areolas were incredibly wide and her dark brown nipples were also pretty large. My eyes made their way down to her mid-section and legs, and I marveled at the curves around her hips and thighs, as well as her neatly trimmed bush.
"Does this bring back pleasant memories for you?" she asked proudly.
"It's better than what I remember," I honestly stated. "I think you're fucking sexy as hell mom. It's one thing to get a glimpse of you naked from across the room, but seeing you like this, up close- wow. You're stunning and you've got me rock hard right now."
"Thank you. That's sweet of you to say."
Becky came over and stood next to mom. "It's your turn now. Mom didn't believe me about your cock, so I guess you better show her."
I stood up and pulled off my t-shirt. And in one swift motion, I yanked my shorts and my underwear down to the floor, and stood completely naked for my mother and s****r to see.
"Oh gosh," my mother gasped with her eyes wide open. "All I can say is that you definitely got your endowment from my side of the f****y and not your fathers. Wow."
"NOW do you believe me mom?" Becky quipped. "I told you I wasn't pretending when you saw me limping this morning. That THING was actually in my asshole."
"I guess I'd have to apologize for that," mom replied before turning her attention back towards me. "Now let's get started. Sit back down on the couch so we can finish what we started yesterday."
As soon as I sat, both my mother and my s****r got on their knees in front of me. My mom wasted no time in taking my hard erection in her hands to give it a few good strokes. Then she leaned forward to give it a few kisses around the sensitive tip of the head, followed by more kisses on the shaft. Then, she finally showed me what was so special about her mouth as she leaned forward to suck me off.
Her eyes were locked on mine and it was as if she was making love me to me orally. It was slow and tender, but at the same time passionate. Her lips tightly covered my shaft and her head slowly bobbed up and down towards the entrance of her throat. Becky even had to occasionally move our mother's hair out of the way so we could have a clear view of mom in action. We could even see the outline of my cock in her mouth as her checks hollowed around my shaft. It felt like I was getting hit by waves in the ocean the way she sent a tingly feeling over every inch of my body.
What made it even more hot was the way she used her fingers as she sucked my cock. One of her hands cupped my balls. And her other hand had its fingers busy rubbing up and down the length of my shaft she started bobbing her head even faster.
"Can I have a turn?" Becky chimed while she watched mom attentively.
Mom spit my cock out of her mouth and turned to her. "Sure you can honey."
"Just as long as mom gets to keep stroking me," I added.
I watched as my mother continued rubbing my balls and shaft, and pointed the tip of my slobbery wet cock towards Becky, which she devoured without hesitation. Feeling her suck me off was also an amazing experience because of how my mother and young s****r were working together.
"What an unbelievable sight," mom said. "I never thought I'd ever see the day that my two c***dren would be engaged in such an explicit sex act, let alone me facilitating it."
Becky lifted her head and replied, "You did it with grandpa, then me, and I did stuff with my b*****r yesterday. Face it mom, i****t runs in our f****y. Let's just accept it and enjoy."
"Ladies, I'd hate to break it to you, but this erection can't last forever. At the rate you two are pleasuring me, I might explode at any minute here."
Mom smiled with my cock still in her hand. "Well, you've already had sex with your s****r, and you've already had oral from the both of us, so I guess the last thing we need to complete this cycle is for you and me to have sex."
"Sounds like music to my ears. Now let's get started."
Mom leaned back and laid on the carpet. She had a peaceful look on her face, and she never looked more beautiful than she did at that moment, with her legs spread open while she looked at me. I of course followed in her direction.
"I'll help do the honors!" Becky exclaimed joyfully.
My s****r reached down to grab my wet cock, and as I lowered myself between my mother's legs, Becky guided the tip of my erection towards her vagina and helped to insert me.
"Uhh....oh god," she moaned. "It's been a while since I've been with a man. You feel a lot better than any sex toy."
I pushed myself in even further. She felt wet, tight, and warm.
"I'm glad you think so," I replied. "Because we'll be doing this more often, won't we?"
I went all the way in and I felt the soft flesh of my mother's body beneath me. Her legs wrapped themselves around me, and it felt nice to feel her heavy-set breasts on my chest. We kissed each other on the mouth for the very first time and we started having sex. Our heart rates went through the roof as I continued thrusting my cock inside of her. I could feel her heavy breathing and moans through her mouth as we continued kissing and fucking for the next several minutes.
"I'm...oh god...I'm about to cum mom...I'm about to cum," I moaned on top of her.
"Stand up! Hurry. I want your first orgasm between the three of us to be special," mom said with a sense of urgency.
Right when I got back to my feet, my mother got on her knees, and Becky quickly followed her lead and did the same. Mom immediately went to work stroking me as furiously and as feverishly as she possibly could.
It only took a few seconds of my mother using her hand on me to unleash the best orgasm I've ever had in my life. It was as if everything I had done and seen these days few days had culminated in to a nuclear response from my body. And that response found itself spraying all over their faces, with their mouths and tongues held wide open.
Spurt after spurt of my cum landed on each of them as my mother kept stroking. Finally, after I had finished, my legs gave way and I collapsed onto the couch behind me. But the show didn't end there, and for the first time I got to see my naked mother and s****r passionately kiss each other with their faces covered in my orgasm. And it wasn't just any kiss, it was a wet sloppy kiss where they licked and ate my cum off of each other.
"Doesn't that taste good?" Becky said in between kisses and licks.
"Mmm Hmmm...Delicious. I could really get used to this," mom replied. "I think this could be the beginning of something wonderful for the three of us."
The phone rang and my mom got up to walk naked across the room to answer it, and of course, my eyes marveled at the sight of her voluptuous rear end jiggling as she did so. She smiled once she read the name on the caller ID.
"Good morning," she said happily on the phone. "I hope you're doing well...uh huh...I actually found some new inspiration for the new story I'm working on. As it turns out, the son gets involved and they end up living a nudist lifestyle together as a f****y while they explore the joys on i****t. I know...naughty isn't it?"
***EPILOGUE: ONE YEAR LATER***
It was late in the evening when Sabrina arrived home to her apartment in the city. It was another long day of working as a hostess at a high end restaurant.
To her surprise, there was a package in her mail box which was addressed from her ex-boyfriends house.
I just wanted you to know that since you broke my b*****r's heart last year, he's been doing a lot better. Really, he is. Instead of having one person take care of his cock, now has two. And those two lucky ladies are his mother and I. That's right, his s****r and his MOTHER are both fucking him like crazy. Every morning his huge cock is either in a warm wet pussy or a tight asshole. You remember his thick cock don't you? It's the same cock that you wouldn't let go in your ass because you thought it was "dirty". Well they also suck him off and worship his cock in ways you can never imagine. Seriously. You should see the way our mother can suck. Too bad you'll never experience it though.
All my b*****r ever wanted was someone to be happy with, and you did a horrible thing. Well I'm glad you broke it off with him because now he has two women who really love him. And since you didn't want to have k**s with him either, enclosed is a picture of the ultrasound I've recently had taken of our baby. That's right, we're having a k** together. Just thought you should know... Have a nice life.
Sabrina dropped the letter and package on the floor and a single tear streamed down her face.